Day started off blinking stupid,
until my heart got pierced by cupid.
Love of life and my fellow man,
forced me to come up with a better plan.
I was hell bent,
on seeking the cover of the devils tent.

The day is over,
I avoided the devils cover.
I feel so much better,
I got rid of my evil babysitter.
Another day will soon give rise,
but I plan no evil in disguise.

The devil lurks waiting for weakness,
then he dominates in completeness.
I was weak during this day,
but the devil didn't get his way.
He'll try again,
someday he might win,
but it won't be anyway soon,
because I broke his evil fork and spoon.

Anytime we think cupid,
it becomes very hard to be devil stupid.
Almost is close,
but not the actual toast.
Its the end results,
not the devils insults.
Demons will always try,
to fish fry.
It just the way life is at times,
evil always sublimes.
When we don't think cupid,
life can get stupid.

G